The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

But Zheng Quzhi still didn't dare to eat, and it was strange to say that he came here as a soul, and he didn't feel hungry anymore.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone lined up again, waiting for their parents to pick them up home. After reading his and Wei Yan’s names here, Zheng Quzhi took Wei Yan’s hand and walked out.

Everything is almost the same as yesterday. At the last place, Zheng Quzhi was picked up by a woman as soon as she went out. The soft voice of the woman followed: "Do you know you bullied the kids in the kindergarten today?"

Zheng Quzhi broke away in a panic, jumped to the ground, without answering.

"Hurry up after picking up the child, what are you doing so slowly!" someone scolded dissatisfiedly.

Zheng Quzhi's eyelids twitched and he looked at Wei Yan subconsciously. Wei Yan also just dropped his head, and the two looked at each other, as if realizing something. Today, it seems to be repeating what happened yesterday.

The two returned to the so-called home again, took a bath together without shame, and soon they were locked in the storage room by the woman. But this night was different. There was no movement of men coming back outside.

The woman came in with a bowl of things as usual, and before leaving, gently warned: "You can't go out at night, good night."

After speaking, I closed the door, and it didn't take long for the lock to fall.

In the darkness, Zheng Quzhi actually touched the lighter Wei Yan gave him. God knows how this lighter is still on him, so he used it directly when he touched it.

Under the light, those two bowls were still ground meat.

Zheng Quzhi only glanced at it and leaned on Wei Yan's shoulder, and said with great distress: "Would she not eat this every day? Is this the man's meat?"

At the beginning, he thought it was a man who killed a woman, but now he looked like a woman who killed a man.

"Tonight, let's go out." Wei Yan answered the wrong question, reached out and patted Zheng Quzhi's back, and said: "If my guess is verified, we will have to stay here for eight days."

"Your guess?" Zheng Qu knew that he didn't move. He was very comfortable in his body and mind while holding Wei Yan, he couldn't bear to let go.

"Do you remember the number of people who were crushed in Yanglin Town?" Wei Yan explained warmly, "The reporter is the eighth dead, and there are seven in front. The kindergarten teacher is full of grievances, so I guess the one who died tonight will be she was."

"Huh?" Zheng Quzhi was taken aback, thinking that the young kindergarten teacher would die so miserably, he didn't know how he felt. After a pause, remembering what happened this morning, I hurriedly asked: "I'm a little confused now, didn't that teacher want to eat me? Why did we come back again?"

"That's the teacher's grievance. You sucked her grievance and entered her illusion." Wei Yan whispered. If he had not followed in, Zheng Quzhi would probably be frightened alone?

"Then how can we get out?" Zheng Quzhi was shocked.

Wei Yan touched Zheng Quzhi's head, felt the softness of his hands, and couldn't help but squinted comfortably: "I witnessed her death with my own eyes."

hiss--

Zheng Quzhi took a breath, he was just a **** baby! Why let him watch this! ! ! !

There was the sound of women walking up and down outside, and it was another long time. After the sound of closing the door, it became quiet outside.

Wei Yan pulled Zheng Quzhi away and said in a deep voice, "She's gone."

After speaking, he quickly walked to the door, and he unscrewed the door three or two times without seeing him taking any tools. It was also dark outside. Wei Yan turned his head and stretched out a hand: "Come here."

Zheng Quzhi was startled, and ran over to hold him.

Two people sneaked out of the house, Wei Yan walked in front, towards the kindergarten. The street outside is quiet, and the street lights are flickering, which is a bit gloomy.

"Wei Yan, the kindergarten teacher is off work now, too?" Zheng Quzhi asked suddenly.

"I don't know." Wei Yan pursed his lips.

Zheng Quzhi didn't ask. Both of them had small arms and legs, and they walked a lot slower. By the time they got to the kindergarten, nearly ten minutes had passed.

Unexpectedly, the kindergarten was still lit.

Wei Yan stopped suddenly, squeezed Zheng Quzhi, and whispered: "Don't be afraid."

"Oh." Zheng Qu knew how soft his legs were. In the garden, the screams of a woman kept coming into his ears, and the man seemed to have suffered a lot of pain.

The door opened, occasionally being blown by the wind, making a crunching sound. Wei Yan took Zheng Quzhi and walked cautiously inside. As soon as he entered the kindergarten, there was a hall where the teacher would take the group of children to dance and do exercises.

But now, there are two women there.

One was wearing a washed, white, sky-blue dress, and the other was wearing a pure white dress, but the dress had been dyed red with blood.

Zheng Quzhi trembled, retracted his head, and cursed: "Damn, that woman is actually doing the blame?"

In the hall, their so-called mother was squatting on the ground, looking indifferently and dullly at the teacher struggling in the open space.

The teacher was **** with twine, the female teacher's body was pitted, and a lot of ground meat was scattered on the ground.

"The kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, the teacher calls me a good baby, and I say the teacher is like a mother." The woman suddenly chanted the nursery rhyme, and her voice was flat without emotion.

Then she giggled again. She probably hadn't laughed like this before. The laugh was quite weird, like the sound of a chainsaw. Zheng Qu felt the goose bumps on her arm.

"Please..." the female teacher screamed as she crawled towards the woman, with bleeding and tears in her eyes. The woman was still smiling weird, but suddenly she opened her mouth like a vicious dog. Boom bit on the female teacher's nose.

"Ah-" naturally there was another scream full of pain.

Zheng Quzhi almost buried his head in Wei Yan's arms, and said with a trembling voice, "Why not just kill her?"

Wei Yan's eyes flashed and did not speak.

The woman stood up, with some blood spattered on her white dress, but a twisted smile spread on her face, and the laughter gradually grew louder, "Please... please..."

Snapped--

She suddenly raised her slap and slapped it. The teacher's **** and fleshy face had a few more marks, and she lay on her back again, biting bit by bit.

"You are just a teacher..." The woman burst into tears again. She picked up the wooden ruler on the side and poke at the teacher on the ground. "Why does my child call this place home! Why should I treat you like home? mom!"

She seemed to be stunned, and she kept poking with the ruler like crazy, making a scoffing sound, blood and blood splattered, and a lot of flesh and blood on her face, but she didn't care, she still said in her mouth. : "You treat him like a mother, then what am I... what am I ah ah ah ah ah!"